Most of her head leaned out of the door, and the vigilant woman saw Xuanwei and the two turn around to leave, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved look.

"Let's go, after all, outsiders are not welcome here!" Looking at Xuanwei supporting Puji's back, the woman's eyes flashed with a little complicated color, and she muttered in a low voice.

Suddenly, a terrible howl came from the depths of the brick factory.

Even when covered by a raging storm, the howls were still audible, and it was hard to imagine what kind of creature could make such penetrating calls!

Xuanwei and Puji both stopped in unison, and turned to look at the brick factory with a gloomy face.

They could feel a strong corpse gas with the smell of blood escaping from the depths of the brick factory.

……

Inside the store in the township.

After the proprietress told the horrific incident of the villagers of Huangquan Village eating corpses, everyone looked unnatural, and faintly seemed to have become a little colder in the house.

Ming Ye took a sip of the teacup, and felt that his throat was not so dry, so he opened his mouth to confirm: "Layman, is what you said true?"

It's no wonder that it's hard to accept it for a while tomorrow night, it's really too absurd to do this, and it's more like those rumors that are spread falsely.

"Of course it's true! This neighborhood is well known, is there any fake?" argued the proprietress in a hurry, her neck blushing.

Ming Ye touched his nose and said with some embarrassment: "But, no matter how you think about this kind of thing, it feels incredible, right?"

The proprietress poured herself a cup of hot tea and poured it down in one gulp, as if this was the only way to dispel the coldness of her body.

"There are so many people who die every year in Huangquan Village, but it's strange that they never hold funerals. Settled, the proprietress continued.

Qinglian seemed to think of something, and interjected: "If you think about it carefully, there is indeed not a single tomb around the village!"

"Could it be cremation? Isn't the brick factory next to the village used for cremation?" said Ming Ye.

"In a remote place like ours, basically no one can accept cremation, even if they really choose cremation, they must do things and bury them in the tomb afterwards. Besides, the brick factory in Huangquan Village still uses the most traditional way of burning bricks, and I don't know how long it will take to burn the corpse if it wants to be cremated. The proprietress shook her head and said slowly.

As disciples of Buddhism and Taoism, they are very aware of the funeral customs of the Chinese people "entering the soil for peace" and "the dead are great".

Even today, there are still many people who firmly believe that if the deceased is not buried in a grand manner, they will not be able to be reincarnated smoothly, and they will not be able to shelter their relatives and friends in the yang world, but will be entangled day and night.

Whether it is superstitious ideas or ethics and morality, whether in China or anywhere abroad, life and death are always the top priority, and the corresponding customs are not the same, but there will never be a blank!

If it is really as the proprietress said, someone in Huangquan Village has passed away, but never holds funerals and funerals, it is indeed a bit strange.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable! Poor Dao still thinks that what the layman said can only show that the villagers of Huangquan Village are weird at most, and cannot prove that they have done such a thing as eating corpses!"

The proprietress sighed abruptly and said quietly: "About forty or fifty years ago, my grandfather visited Huangquan Village with local leaders when he was young, in order to persuade the villagers to move out. Naturally, the residents of Huangquan Village rejected it, but by chance, my grandfather and the others witnessed a very terrifying scene!"

Everyone held their breath and waited for the next step from the proprietress to the hostess.

"After being driven away by the villagers, my grandfather and the others went around and returned to Huangquan Village. Just as they were about to go up and knock on the door, they suddenly heard the sound of sharpening knives inside, and in curiosity, they sneaked a peek through the crack in the door. Who would have thought that there was a corpse in a white shroud in the center of the room, and a person was sitting next to him sharpening a kitchen knife!" The proprietress turned pale and her voice was intermittent.

Tomorrow Night swallowed his itchy throat, and just wanted to pick up the teacup and drink saliva, but he felt nauseous again, and quickly put down the cup.

"My grandfather and the others saw with their own eyes that the man neatly dissected the corpse's abdomen and then took out the internal organs, as if he were dissecting an animal! They were so frightened on the spot that they forcibly covered their mouths, so they didn't make a sound, and fled from Huangquan Village trembling! After that, the news of Huangquan Village eating corpses spread, and the old people warned the children one after another, don't go near that place!" said the proprietress as she stroked her chest.

The body was not buried, and no funeral was held, but it was dissected and decomposed by the villagers at home, was it really eaten?

Everyone felt a tingling scalp and a twitch in their stomachs.

After listening to the words of the proprietress, Cheng Nian, who was silent and had almost zero sense of existence, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself: "If this is the case, Huangquan Village will inevitably become a place where evil ghosts and resentful spirits are entrenched, but before, the poor monk did not notice it at all!"

Being reminded by Cheng Nian like this, Qinglian couldn't help but echo: "In Huangquan Village before, I just felt that the dead qi was a little heavy, if there was a yin thing with a strong yin qi hidden, the master would definitely be aware of it!"

Ming Ye grabbed the hair that had just grown some, and sighed a little tangled: "Why do you feel more and more chaotic, what is the situation in this Huangquan Village!"

……

If Xuanwei and Puji were present, then they could now answer everyone's questions very clearly.

The villagers of Huangquan Village never hold funerals, do not bury the dead, and have even been found to have autopsied corpses, which is really not because they have a strange habit of eating corpses.

The grandfather of the proprietress and the others did not see the end, and subconsciously felt that the corpse would be completely dismembered, but in fact, except for the dissection and removal of internal organs, the corpse was not otherwise destroyed.

That's right, this is actually some special treatment of corpses, every time someone passes away in Huangquan Village, they will be made into dried corpses!

After artificial treatment, the corpse is dehydrated and dried to avoid decay and decomposition, even if it is preserved for thousands of years, it will not decay or deteriorate.

To put it simply, it's a mummy!

Why can Xuanwei and Puji be so sure that Huangquan Village will have such unique customs?

The reason is that a dried corpse appeared in front of the two of them!

Under the rotten and yellowed shroud, the gray skin and flesh of the dried corpse were dry and bone-sticking, and there was an obvious depression in the abdomen.

But the amazing thing is that even so, you can still see its face.

"What did this village do?" Xuan Wei rubbed his forehead and summoned the Tiangang ruler from his sleeve that had not yet been used. 10